Friday, March 23, 2007
I always like those aimless, apparently meaningless, untitled images that I generate while playing with or scribling on my old, dumped or unfinished works on a lazy morning or a Saturday night! I never wanted to achieve something or preach some messages through these works. They are just visual expressions of a particular state of my subconscious mind and they are never conscious constructions with specific goals. I just let the colors and lines flow as they want resulting images that6 talk about themselves, not about me or my consciuos thought process.
Monday, March 05, 2007
Park Street Jn. (2004)
Kolkata, formerly known as Calcutta, always amuses me, with her vibrancies, colors, lives, ever-changing moods and of course with her warmth. I was born and brought up there; felt her presence around me through my childhood, adolescence and my youth. Each node of the city has multiple images stored for me, multiple stories; each one reflecting various ages, various times of my life. Park Street was a place crowded with yellow taxis and traffic polices with white uniforms, as I used to see it when I was a kid. A kid from suburb, who came to visit a fair or an event near Park Street, and stumbled upon the busy policemen, busy traffic of busy Park Street.